“The Shooting Stars? I’ve never heard of that, damn, that’s pretty awesome though, you must be good with a gun…”
A glance was spared at Dwight’s weapon. Right.
“It is a shame but handy as hell though to have that sort of backup. Are there a lot of you?”
Shiloh was also mid-reach when Sunny found them, and Dwight’s sudden halt tugged him back, and Shiloh looked between the two, wondering what the hell were – LICE?
“Lice?” he repeated aloud, a little too loudly as he let go of Dwight, partially worried that’s where he’d got them, partially mortified that he had them at all. What if he had had them first, and given them to Dwight? He couldn’t imagine where he would have picked them up, and he hadn't really noticed his head being itchy until he'd started walking with Dwight... Could they migrate that quickly?
“What do you mean lice, I don’t have lice, shampoo, what?”
He scratched his head again without thinking, and pulled his hand away horrified. It was going to be a huge mess getting them out of his long hair without help.
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